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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page The page contains two distinct pieces: **"Idyll of an Idle Wife"** (top right): A satirical poem by Cyril B. Egan mocking a housewife's day of domestic complaints—dirty dishes, clock-watching, daydreaming about movies (mentioning Rudolph Valentino), and gossip. When her husband returns, she deliberately breaks dishes in anger. The satire targets both women's perceived idleness and domestic discontent in the early 20th century. **"Outside and In"** (bottom): A dialogue by William Sanford depicting a husband attending a party while his wife stays home. She wears an attractive gown; he finds her "very pretty" but notes she "hates to leave her, but he has social duties." The satire critiques the social double standard: women confined domestically while men enjoy public social life, and wives' resentment of this inequality. Both pieces satirize marriage dynamics and gender roles of the 1920s-era.

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Drawn by Haney Wetxent CLUB THEATRICALS “Isn’t Ruth Baynes clever?” “Very. Outside and In ly William Sanford Joes is talking to my wife at the party. She is wearing a gown that she knows is very becoming. Her hair, she knows, is very pretty, and every few moment she raises her arms, which she knows are also very attractive, and pretends to pat her hair into shape, although she really does nothing to it, because she knows that there is nothing more that can be done to it to enhance eyes are. sparkling with animation and she keeps blinking them as she speaks. Her eyes are very pretty. . son is fascinated. He save her, but he has social duties to perform at the party. Tinker hops into his place as soon as he gets Her lines are half the show.” up, and at once my wife continues with him just where she left off with Jimson. So it goes. It is late when we get into the car, on as we are under way my off her hat, flops over against the cushions and closes her She radiates no anin about as interesting as a picnic in the rai “I’m going to sleep!” she s “ me up when you are home—you do run this darned old car so pokey!” I only grunt, for I am busily thinking of the way Mrs. Jimson smiled at me. ead “Strike out for yourself,” said the big bum advice. How the divil a hit, if I strike out?” said the modern boy. Idyll of an Idle Wife by Cyril B. Egan Plink. . . . Dishes in the sink. Drip... . Plip.... What a pity pretty wishes Cannot wash the dirty dishes! Tithe. Tock... . Clock is ticking, time is slipping— From the faucet water dripping On the greasy crockery Sings a song of mocke Popper's toiling to imprc Status; Mommer at the movies Watches Rodolph Valentino— Popper's gonna go to Reno! Drop... « Plop.... On the Pan A Rataplan HO and greasy tin Make a gentle pleasant din: Reminisce < and knife Tacit y wife; Eggy plate and saucer greas Speak a life that’s taken eas Drip... . Plip.... Mommer's on the fire escape, Chinning ‘bout a lovely c1 Voile or georgette she has seen, And a way of getting lean, And, “He sez to her, sez he” And, “She sez to him, sez she”— Tin Pa returning sees the dishes Acts in manner vexed and viciou Tak ch dish to break and shatter, Makes a most infernal clatter— Dashes dishes to the floor, Leaves the house forever more. . . Ma still on the fire escape Chins about a lovely crepe. . . On the dish pan’s tinny brink ill drips in the sink: FHF T attorney for a mammoth corporation had been bitten by the political bug and was making his first race for Congress. He had just finished a particularly effusive address before a large country audience and was receiving the usual congratulations. Among those who came up to him v who had heard political fifty years. “Son,” said the farmer, “that was a good speech up till the last sentence, but if ye don’t retract that last sentence ye'll sure get beat “Why, what was the matter with it?” “Well, ye said if elected ye’d be true to yer Trust, an’ that’s just what a lot of us has been afraid of.” speeches for comicbooks.com